Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1887-07-15

There were 10000 armed men in that hunt.
ing party. There were camels, and horses,
and elephants. On some princes rode, and
royal ladies, under exquisite housings, and
500 coolies waited upon the train, and the
desolate places Of India we're invaded by
this excursion, and the rhinoceros, and
deer, and elephant, fell under the stroke of
the saber and bullet. After while the
party brought back trophies worth fifty
thousand rupees, having left the wilderness
of India CHASTITY with the slain bodies of
wild beasts. Would to God that instead of
here and there straggler going out to fight
country, the million membership of our
churches would band together and hew in
twain these great crimes that make the
land frightful with their roar, and are fat
tening upon the bodies and souls of inn
mortal men. Who is ready for such party
as that? Who will be mighty hunter for
the Lord?
Iremark again: If you want to be sue
cessful in spiritual hunting. you need not
in. I think one of the most beautiful
pictures of Thorwaldsen is his "Autumn."
1t represents sportsman coming home and
standing under a grapevine. He has staff
over his shoulder, and on the ether end of
that staff are hung rabbit and brace of
birds. Every hunter brings home the
game. No one would think of bringing
down reindeer or whipping up a stream
Tor trout, and letting them lie in the woods.
At eventide the camp is adorned with the
treasures of the forest-beak and fin and
antler.
If You go out to hunt for immortal souls,
not only bring them down under the arrow
of the gospel, but bring them into the
church of God. the grand home and en-
compliment we have pitched this side the
skies: Fetch them in; do not let them lie
out in the open field. They need our
prayers. and synpathies, and help. That
is the meaning Of the church of God-help.
. We hunters for the Lord! not only bring
down the game, but bring it in.
Ii Allthridates liked limiting so we'll that
Tor seven years he never went indoors, what
enthusiasm ought we to have who are
hunting for immortal souls? If Domitian
practiced archery until he could stand
boy down in the Roman Amphitheatcr.
with q hand out, the fingers outstretched.
and then the King could Shoot an arrow
between the fingers without wounding
them, to what drill and practice ought not
/ we TO sub &c: ourselves in order to become
I spiritual aicliers and mighty hunters be-
tore the Lord" But let me say you will
never work any Letter than you pray. The
old "!rhers took the bow, put one end of it
down beside the foot elevated the other
end, and it was the rule that the bow
should be just the size of the archer; if it
were just his size, then he would go into
the battle with confidence. Let me say that
your power to project good in the world
Will correspond exactly to your own
spiritual stature. In other words, the first
thing in preparation for Christian work is
personal conservation.
Oh! for closer walk with God
| calm and heavenly frame.
light to shine upon the road
| That leads INC to the Lamb.
am sure that there are some here who
at some time have been hit by the Gospel
arrow. You felt the wound of that con-
viction and you plunged into the world
| deeper, just as the stag, when the hounds
are after it, plunges into Scroon Lake, ex-
pecting in that way to escape. Jesus
Christ is OF your track to-day, lmpenitent
man! not in wrath, but in mercy. We
chased and painting souls, here is the
stream of Gods mercy and salvation,
where you may cool your thirst! Stop
that chase of sin to-day. by the red foun-
tain that leaped from the heart Of my Lord,
[ bid you stop. There is mercy for you
mercy that pardons; mercy that heals;
everlasting mercy. Is there in all this
house any one who can refuse the offer
that comes from the heart of the diving Son
Of God?
There is forest in Germany, place
they call the "deer leap"-two crags about
eighteen yards apart, between a fearful
chasm. This is called the "deer leap" be-
cause once hunter was Oh the track Of
| deer; it came to one of these crag: there
was no escape for it from the pursuit Of
the hunter, and in utter despair it gathered
itself up, and in the death agony attempted
to jump across. Of course, it fell, and was
| n cb {ba
path to heaven; it is plain it is safe.
Jesus marks it out for every man to walk
in. But here is a man who says: Il won't
walk in that path will take my OWE way"
He comes on up until he confronts the
chasm that divides his soul from heaven.
| Now, his last hour has come, and he re-
solves that he will leap that chasm, from
the heights of earth to the heights of
heaven. Stand back now and give him full
fully. Let him try. Jump! Jump! He
misses the mark, and he goes down, depth
below depth, destroyed without remedy"
Men! angels! devils, what shall we call that
place of awful catastrophe? Let it be
known forever as The Sinners Death
Leap"
1t is said that when Charlemagne's host
was overpowered by the three armies of
the Saracens in the pass of Roncesvalles
aio "i1llDl, ItCltult, LII teii1Olo 0utGGSL-
ness, seized a trumpet and blew it with
such terrific strength that the opposing
army reeled back with terror; but at the
third blast Of the trumpet it broke in two.
/ see your soul tiercelv assaulted by all the
powers of earth and hell. put the
nightier trumpet Of the Gospel to my
lips and I blow it three times. Blast the
first: "Whosoeyer will let him come"
Blast the second: "Seek We the Lord while
he may be found" Blast Tie third: Now
is the accepted time; now is the day of
salvation" Does not the host of your sins
fall back? But the trumpet does not, like
that Of Roland, break in two. AS it was
handed down to us from the lips of our
fathers We hand it down to the lips Of our
children, and tell them to sound it when
We are dead, that all the generations OF
men may know that our God is pardon
ing God, a sympathetic God, a loving God;
and that more TO Him than the anthems of
Heaven, more to Him than the throne on
which lie sits, more to Him than are the
temples of celestial worship, is the JOY of
seeing the wanderer putting his hand on
the door latch OF his fathers house. Hear
it, all We nations! Bread for the worst